My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest stopped looking at her and strode off toward his lounge with Florence in his arms.
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs had lots of information and details to prepare only when they had a trip, which only happened
once in a few years. For the rest of the time, the workers didn't need to work overtime.
The break rooms for working overtime were useless.
But when Ernest arrived, he often worked overtime. When it was too late, he would sleep in the break room.
The break room, which had been empty and was covered in spider web, had been redecorated and took on a new look.
So, it had become Ernest's private space. No one could get near it, not even Andrew.
At this moment, the people watched Ernest carried Florence in the room, and put her in his own bed.
Samantha's face twisted with anger.
Her plan had fallen through, and Florence got into Ernest's bed, where she couldn't even get closer.
The smile on her face vanished, and she clenched her fists as if she wanted to crush something to pieces.
Standing in the working place, she could see the break room, but she couldn't hear what they were talking about.
Samantha felt guilty and her heart beat fast.
Would Florence report her to Ernest?
Feeling uneasy, Samantha immediately spoke up, "Flory, I know a massage skill that could ease your stomach. Let me give you
a massage."
Before she could finish, Ernest snapped the door close, showing no respect for the princess.
The sound was like a slap hit in her face.
Samantha's face blanched. She had never been more embarrassed than she was now.
She had never been so ignored before!
She almost flared up.

But the servants, who were to help Florence, reminded Samantha, "Calm down, Her Royal Highness. Mr. Hawkins hasn't been
interested in you yet. You can't get angry."
Otherwise, her efforts of maintaining tenderness and generosity would be in vain.
Samantha, who was about to get angry, was like being thrown cold water and quickly calmed down.
She hadn't won Ernest's heart yet. She hadn't married to Ernest. She had to endure it.
She had given so much for this man that she couldn't give up right now. She had to get Ernest, whatever it cost.
She quickly got herself together.
"You go and get some warm water. No, I'll go myself," Samantha said softly.
Samantha walked over to the water cooler.
When the people saw that the princess herself was giving Florence warm water, they were so stunned.
How thoughtful the princess was!
Because she loved Ernest, she even took good care of Florence as well.
If Ernest didn't like the princess, he would be a fool.
But Samantha didn't even know how to turn on the water heater.
But she was putting on an act.
At the same time, she listened intently to the conversation between Florence and Ernest.
The break rooms were made of wood, so it wasn't soundproof. Samantha happened to be right next to Ernest's break room.
From where she stood, she could almost hear anything, as long as the speakers didn't lower their voices purposefully.
As she had expected, she could hear all their conversation.
"Did it hurt?" asked Ernest.
Florence shook her head and sat up on the bed, leaning against the pillows.

"I'm not on my period," she said guiltily. "I was just faking a stomachache."
Samantha's face turned grim at this.
Sure enough, she was lying!
Florence must have found out about her assassination plan in the Ande family, and that was why she came here to find Ernest.
No, she couldn't let Florence live.
Samantha wanted to kill Florence immediately.
Samantha narrowed her eyes, raised her hand slightly and was about to give orders to her servants.
But then, Florence's voice sounded again.
"Ernest, will you blame me for being capricious? I had no way out so I came here to look for you."
Ernest replied with a low and gentle voice, "No, if you want to stay with me, I will stay with you."
After a pause, Ernest asked, "Did something happen?"
Otherwise, Florence wouldn't have come looking for him.
Florence said in a low voice, "I... That woman has been getting unkinder to me these days. She glares at me every day, and
seems like a vicious dog wanting to bite me. I feel so aggrieved these days."
"I couldn't stand it anymore. Then I heard Bonnie said you're working late tonight and you're not coming back. It will be even
worse when I was there alone."
"So I taught her a lesson and left the house."
Ernest wondered. "How did you teach her a lesson?"
"Ernest, don't scold me if I tell you."
"When did I ever scold you? If you cause any troubles, I will handle things for you."
His love for her was unconditional.

Samantha was so jealous that she wanted to kill Florence.
But she didn't go on giving the order, as what Florence complained was different from what she thought.
If Florence had found out about the woman's poison assassination plan, she would have asked Ernest to save her, not just
complained about her.
Again Samantha listened patiently.
"I hate that woman, so I said that there is poison in the lunch and she wanted to kill me, so I threw all the dishes and left home."
"Why did you think she poisoned you? If you want to come out, you can come out."
"That's all your fault."
"You had four bodyguards and Bonnie with me. They protected me from bullying, but they didn't let me go out. They would not
have allowed me to come out unless I said the woman wanted to kill me."
Ernest said, "You fooled my men."
Florence's voice went soft, "Well, I missed you. I wanted to come and see you."
Her coquetry voice drove the man's anger away.
As Samantha heard it, she felt like on an emotional roller coaster, riding up and down.
That was why Florence ran away.
And she thought it was the woman who wanted to drug her. Samantha was relieved to hear it.